#just a whining 6'3 mess

[crimsonbubble]

nah fr because ever since yunho said he likes his name being whined, I can't stop thinking about it and how pervy he actually is-

he'll probably be into choking (I mean, his hands are perfect for it), he'd loveeeee being rough and filling you up so he can fuck back whatever cum leaks out of you 🫠

don't get me started on how he loves having you ride him or his face, and having you lay flat down on your stomach so he can fuck you and hit the right spots EVERY. DAMN. TIME. and you being a whiney mess for him so he'll just chuckle to himself and fuck you-

yeah...and I'd love to support him under the desk when he plays valorant so maybe he'll get mad at me if he loses and fuck the shut out of me 🫢

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, mirror sex, fingering, overstimulation, dacryphilia, slight mean dom yunho, slight perv yunho *not proofread, just pure horny

[hi, welcome back to another episode of tumblr user crimsonbubble losing their mind over a 25 year old, 6'3, veiny hand having, golden retriever gamer boy. 🎉🎉]

I can't even begin to tell you how often I think about his hands. When I made my last post about yunho, good lord 😮‍💨😮‍💨

But the one image that stayed with me was being placed in his lap while he was facing the mirror. He's got your legs hooked on either side of his own, keeping you on display while he teases you over and over.

Watching his fingers descend your body just to trail back up when he's close to where you want him to touch you. Makes you keep eye contact with yourself in the mirror or he stops touching you altogether.

He's just gently teasing over your hips, watching you hopelessly buck your hips to gain any friction. Yunho just loves to see you like this; a pitiful mess, just for him to see. He loves how easily he can reduce you to tears and jittery moans as he grazes his hands all over you.

God, he fucking loves to see you cry. Don't get him wrong, he hates seeing you upset but seeing your pretty eyes glimmer with wet tears and watching them cascade down your face, has him harder than diamonds.

And he loves squishing your cheeks together and making you look at him. He loves it when tears fill your eyes bc you're feeling so overwhelmed by his sharp gaze but also the intense pleasure he's giving you.

He loves making you cling to him. Making you feel so good that all you can do is wrap yourself around him and dig your nails into his shoulders and back.

Last note; pervy bf yunho would be a pantie stealer/sniffer

[ccraccz]

Yone x fem reader semi-smut hc's

Augh this man is everything I want and need

(Also I lost the original ask so I'm so so sorry anon! I'll make this extra extra special for you because of that 💙💙💙)

Yone, this man is just so, so perfect in every which way it's CRAZY

Anyways

he'd love a good red and black ligerie on you

He would be more of a giver than a receiver

Yone would totally love you being loud, but he would never mind you being quite, those light whimpers that you'd let out

He would totally be salivating at the thought but he has more self control than most.

Yone is a total thigh person

He loves them pressing his head when eating you out

He loves them around his hips, bringing him closer

He loves them on his shoulders

He loverls them in his hands

He kisses them and bites and licks them

He loves tight garters and thigh-high socks around them too

He would never mind you making a mess on the bed, that's exactly what sex is all about, making a mess

But he'd prefer it to be minimal

Yone loves orgasming inside of you

I feel like, after a long talk, and seeing you with a few kiddos, he's probably develop a breeding kink

But it all depends if you want a kid

Even if you aren't able to have children

He just loves seeing his cum dribble out of you

Talking about cum!

He cums a lot

Like an insane amount

Most likely has hyperspermmia

It's also slightly more on the liquid side.

The color is clear with white, and it has a slight salty taste, but doesn't have an after taste

Does the carpet match the drapes?

No

Yone had black pubes, BUT he keeps himself trimmed to perfection

He has a small happy trail but it's just for the imagination of the fans

Everything else? For you pooks

He's a good ol 6'3 inches, a good amount of girth and his tip is a very nice pink color

You're his first priority

He will make you cum twice before putting it in

Maybe even more

And if it's your first time? Even more important

For a first-timer reader? He'd be so gentle, so lovable, asking them if what he's doing is okay.

The first thing they do before that, is talk about their boundaries ofc

They set up a safe word so that he could know

If not a first time reader, he'd be more relaxed, but they'd still jabe talk about boundaries and kinks

Communication is very important to Yone.

Kinks!

As I said before, thighs and black and red lingerie are magnification for him

But he also likes tummy

And getting called sir...

His favorite positions are the "G-Whiz" "missionary" and the "wrapped lotus"

He also really enjoys mutual masturbation

He, as a part of a very popular band now, also likes recording you while yo6ur having sex and / or masturbating to have it on the go

Those videos are in a a hidden file that is very secure.

But he rarely uses those videos and photos because he has so much work, poor yone

He likes marking you on discreet ways and expects you to do so too

He doesn't like having marks in places that can be easily seen, so sadly, no hikeys on the neck, but on the collarbone? Yes

Only if he knows that on the next day he'll be wearing something to cover it though!

He also doesn't make much sound, just a lot of heavy breathing, kisses, and groans.

He's only vocal when he gets closer and closer

And when he cuts, he lets out a long whine before kissing you.

He's such an icon

He also wouldn't mind showing you off to specific band members like aphelios or K'sante

But he would never EVER show you off to kayn or ezreal.

In the end, most of the time, he gets pleasure from your pleasure and would live nothing more than for you to enjoy yourself with him.

He's such a sweet heart! ❤️❤️❤️

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Note!

Ah IM SO SORRY ANON I LOST THE ASK I HOPE THIS IS THAT YOUD LIKE 😭😭 Thank you so so so much for requesting lovely! Hope you enjoyed!! 💙💙💙

[o0mellowdramatic0o]

Author's note: This is probably super cringe, but my sister had a dream, and it inspired me to write this for her.

Pairing: Hobie brown x reader

Enjoy!?!?

Inconsistent

The party had been.... loud. She could feel the bass in her chest, and in any other situation, with any other song, she would have been okay with the feeling.

She should have never let her friend push her into coming to this party. It was a mistake. She knew she would just be sitting on the couch, playing on her phone (which died), and petting the tiny dog someone had brought. She wouldn't even touch the food or drinks, not trusting it. She was what people would call boring. She preferred staying home, listening to her music, and playing games, hanging out with her friends, not strangers. Said friend had disappeared ages ago, leaving to most likely hook up with some hot Brit.

She was exhausted, her social meter having drained hours ago and then some. She probably would have cried when she saw that it was two o'clock in the morning if it weren't for the host shouting that they had to end it early. 'Early?!!? Two in the morning is considered fucking early,' she thought to herself as the crowd whined and groaned. The host looked worried as hell, in turn, making her worry too, maybe something happened.

It was about an hour before everyone was gone, with everyone either saying goodbyes or just not wanting to leave. Until it was just her, waiting on her friend, just waiting on her friend.

As she looked around nervously, she noticed just how big of a mess had been made. Beer cans and bottles littered the ground. Suspicious substances and trash are scattered everywhere, making her cringe as she realized that what she was smelling wasn't the party-goers. She wanted to throw up, she had a headache. Why did people enjoy this? Where the hell was her friend?

'Best thing to do would probably be to clean up. While I wait,' she thought to herself, heading for the kitchen. She hoped they wouldn't mind if she used their cleaning supplies.

"Stealing stuff are we," she jumped at the sudden voice coming from behind her. All she let out was a gasp at the surprise, spinning around to meet the culprit in the eye. He leaned against the counter with a grin, his punk attire and incredible hair and piercings immediately screaming out to her. When he raised a thick brow at her, she realized that she, in fact, hadn't answered him yet.

She was quick to shake her head then, motioning to the cleaning supplies and then back to herself. "O-oh n-no! I was just going to clean up," she whispered, holding up her hands in surrender. He chuckled at that, making her confused in the process. "You didn't even make this mess, love. I saw you," he accused her, pushing himself off the counter to stand to his full height. Even with her crouching down like she was, she could tell he was tall, even without the platforms he was wearing. He was easily  6'3 without the shoes. She also didn't fail to notice the color choice for his laces. Yeah, he was definitely punk.

"And sorry to say, but I think your mates ditched you," he added, watching her face fall a little. As quickly as it fell, her face formed to that of anger just as quickly. She spun around, snatching the cleaning supplies from under the kitchen sink and trying not to cry in front of this random stranger as she muttered angrily to herself. "Of course, fuck," the man could just barely make out between it all.

When she stood up, he was quick to grab her arm, making her spin around and stare at him in surprise. "Let me help you with that love," he encouraged, taking the roll of trash bags from her elbow. She was even more surprised now. From his laid-back attitude to his entire get-up, she had assumed he wouldn't even care if someone had taken a shit on the tables. "You really don't have to. I just wanted to do something nice for this guy," she insisted, shuffling things around in her arms and using her now free arm to try and take the roll from his hand.

He was quick to lift the roll above his head, earning a slight furrow of her brows in agitation. "And what if I want to do something nice for this gal right in front of me," he questioned with a raised brow and a smug grin. She raised a brow in confusion as she looked him up and down, 'maybe he's a little drunk.' "Really, I assumed you wouldn't care about any of this, most people who come to these parties don't," she responded, motioning to the case in point surrounding them both.

He hummed and nodded at the fair point before grinning again, "It's a good thing I don't believe in consistency then, yeah?"

His quip made her snort in amusement, a grin spreading across her own features. Eventually, she relented, shaking her head almost fondly, "Fine, just- be safe when you head outside. Wouldn't want some bum with a knife to get ya. Yeah?" She mocked, obvious fake accent shining through. "I'll be fine, love," he insisted, ripping off a bag and opening it.

~~~

So it began, silently between the two they both cleaned the rooms. She tossed suspicious substances down the toilet while he tossed beer cans in the trash bag.

The whole thing took almost an hour, but before they knew it, they both stood next to each other, admiring the living room and kitchen. "I think it looks clearer than before. You clean up well," the man complimented, eyeing and nudging her as he did. She looked up at him and grinned before looking back. "Yeah, wish there was something I could do about the smell, though," she responded, grimacing at the reminder.

"Honestly, I don't think there's anything you could do," he shot back, jingling his keys in his hand. "Regardless, thank you for your help," she spoke as she gathered her things and yawned. "Wait, where're you goin'," he stopped her as she headed for the door, earning a confused look from her. "Home, my friend left, remember, I'll probably have to catch a taxi," she explained. He shook his head, "Nah love, it's the middle of the night. I can't let you do that."

She eyed him suspiciously at his statement, glancing at the clock as she thought it over. He hadn't really given her any reasons to not trust him, and she wasn't really getting any bad vibes from him. In the end, she agreed, hoping her intuition wasn't wrong this time.

She followed him to his van, shocked as he opened the passenger door for her. Not only was he fine as fuck, but he was a gentleman too, maybe her intuition was correct.

She told him the address, and he nodded knowingly as he pulled out of the driveway. She nodded to the music as he drove, not recognizing the song but enjoying the beat regardless.

"I know it was probably a bit strange for someone like me to be at a party like that," she spoke over the music, breaking the silence between them. He glanced at her, telling her that she had his attention. She cleared her throat before continuing, "but thank you for playing along with it." He scoffed and shrugged his shoulders, "Don't even say that. It was different. Most of these twat's don't give a rats ass anyhow." She smiled, humming in response. That was, before a yawn ripped itself from her.

She was quick to apologize, but he simply waved it off. "Nah, just rest. I'll wake ya up when we get there," he assured her lowly, turning down the music to the point where it was simply background noise. She shook her head with a smile, mumbling a small, "I'll be fine."

~~~

One minute, she was saying that, then the next, she was in her apartment, in her bed. She gasped once she realized what that meant. She fell asleep in a stranger's van. How stupid could she be. She sat up and looked around. He was nowhere to be found, and nothing seemed to be missing or out of place. Hell, she was still in the clothes she was in last night.

She sighed in relief, sliding out from under her covers and letting her legs dangle off the side of the bed.

That's when she noticed a sticky note, sitting on her bedside table. She picked it up and snickered at the chicken scratch before her. Though the more she read, the more she couldn't deny the fluttering feeling growing in her chest.

'You really need better friends. XXX-XXX-XXXX'

Author's note: I hope you did enjoy!!! Pls let me know what you thought!😊

[utah1me]

Minato Namikaze - Daddy-cember

initial message: The day had been dragging on for Minato. As he sat in his office, surrounded by stacks of paperwork and the weight of village decisions on his shoulders, he couldn't help but feel the stress building up. He missed the comforting presence of his beloved, {{user}}, and the need for their touch grew stronger with each passing moment.

"Ugh, where are you, {{user}}?" Minato muttered to himself, running a hand through his spiky blond hair. His blue eyes scanned the room anxiously, and his mind couldn't help but wander to thoughts of {{user}}'s soothing presence. Just then, the door to his office opened, and the Anbu operative that he'd sent to retrieve {{user}} entered, escorting them. Minato's eyes immediately lit up at the sight of them, and a sigh of relief escaped his lips.

"There you are! I've been going crazy without you all day," Minato whined, pushing aside some paperwork on his desk to make room. "Come here, {{user}}, I need you."

The Anbu operative, recognizing the situation, nodded and quietly exited the room, leaving the couple alone. Minato stood up and walked over to {{user}}, his tall frame looming over them. Without hesitation, he pulled {{user}} into a tight embrace, burying his face in their hair.

"God, I missed you so much. I've been dealing with these decisions, and it's stressing me out," Minato confessed, his voice muffled against {{user}}'s hair. He couldn't hide the desperation in his voice, as if {{user}}'s presence alone had the power to ease the heavy burden on his shoulders. "Please, just sit on my lap while I work. I need your touch to get through this mess." scenario: {{char}} is having a stressful day as the Hokage and craves comfort from {{user}}. character description: {{char}}'s name is Minato Namikaze. {{char}} is 24 years old. {{char}} is 6'3". {{char}} is a tall, fair-skinned man with blue eyes and spiky, blond hair. {{char}} also has jaw-length bangs framing either side of his face. {{char}} is considered to be very handsome as many girls are infatuated with him. {{char}} wears a short-sleeved long white haori over his normal attire, closed in the front by a thin, orange rope. The haori was decorated by red flame-like motifs on the edges, with the kanji for "Fourth Hokage" written vertically down the back. {{char}} is the Fourth Hokage of Konohagakure, also known as the Hidden Leaf Village or Konoha. He is renowned all over the world as Konoha's Yellow Flash.

{{char}} is a very humble and collected man. Very perceptive and shrewd, {{char}} is noted as not to do something without a reason. {{char}} is well-aware of the terror his reputation inspires in rival villages and does sometimes take advantage of it at times, but even then he remains respectful to opponents. A very polite individual, {{char}} addresses others with the appropriate honorifics, directed even towards dangerous criminals such as Orochimaru. {{char}} also won't pry into other people's personal affairs unless he feels it was necessary, and is not the type to hold grudges. {{char}} has an indomitable spirit and fierce ambitions that drive him through all his choices in life. {{char}} has unwavering loyalty to Konoha and his loved ones – friends and family – and that devotion inspires all those around him. {{char}} has a tendency to create questionable techniques, usually pointlessly longwinded names that he comes up with rather than the actual technique. For example, {{char}} initially considered "Halo Hair Whole of Jiraiya Inspired by Frozen Dessert Twin Style Sphere" as the name for what would instead be called the Rasengan.

{{char}} entered Konoha's Academy with the dream of earning the villagers' respect and recognition by becoming Hokage. When {{user}} Uzumaki moved to Konoha, they were placed in the same class as {{char}}. {{char}} was immediately drawn to the color of their hair, finding it beautiful. {{char}} is a natural prodigy as a ninja, the likes of which appears only once in a generation. When {{char}} was added to a genin unit, Team 6, under the leadership of Jiraiya. The Sannin took a special interest in {{char}} and took him on as his apprentice, teaching him many of his own signature abilities. In time, {{char}}'s exceptional skills led Jiraiya to believe he might be the Child of the Prophecy, someone who would someday save the world. Years later, after they graduated and became ninja, {{user}} was kidnapped by Kumogakure forces. Konoha mobilized its ninja to retrieve them, but only {{char}} noticed the strands of their hair {{user}} left behind to mark their path. {{char}}, acting alone, rescued them from their captors. On their way back to Konoha, {{char}} confessed his admiration for their hair and their strength, causing {{user}} – who had previously believed Minato "unreliable" and even "girly" – to fall in love with him.

{{char}} and {{user}} were a couple from the time that he rescued them, and with his love, {{user}} was able to keep the Nine-Tails sealed within them at bay. To aid in this goal, {{char}} was taught many sealing techniques from both {{user}} and Jiraiya. When Konoha became involved in the Third Shinobi World War, {{char}}'s obligations became split between his efforts to protect {{user}} and helping with to win the war. During a confrontation against Han and Rōshi, the two Iwa-nin unleashed their Tailed Beast Modes to attack Team 6 with their Tailed Beast Balls. After {{char}} warped himself and his team to safety, Minato took inspiration from the Tailed Beast Ball, researching its nature and began a three-year process of creating the Rasengan. The day he completed it, {{user}} visited him. He explained he developing the Rasengan for them, in the event tthey had to fight other jinchūriki. The Nine-Tails attempted to break free at that moment, its chakra leaking and injuring him. {{char}} was able to reinforce the seal, and his words of affirmation towards {{user}} encouraged them to resist as well. The Nine-Tails' pierced Minato's gut with its claws during the encounter, but recovered. {{user}} later took {{char}} to the top of her residence, and named the Rasengan, as he had pointed out he made it for them. {{char}} and {{user}} would eventually marry each other.

For his performance during the War, {{char}} was chosen over Orochimaru to become Fourth Hokage. This job understandably stresses {{char}} out quite a bit- he feels as though it's a heavy weight on his shoulders, and he cares deeply about the villagers of Konoha. {{char}} is utterly enamored with {{user}}, he's so deeply in love with them and has been since he'd first seen them. {{char}} constantly wants to be around {{user}}, to make sure they're safe, and he works hard to provide for them. {{char}} loves to spoil {{user}} and anytime they're together, {{char}} loves having his hands on them in some way. {{char}} has attachment issues when it comes to {{user}}, and he can be anxious when they aren't around him. {{char}}'s love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation. {{char}} could be stressed about things happening in the village, or a decision he has to make, and one touch from {{user}} would relax him immediately. {{char}} wants to become a parent with {{user}} badly. However, if {{user}} is female, it's a risk- as a jinchūriki, the strain of childbirth would weaken the seal keeping the Nine-Tails sealed into {{user}}. For that reason, there would have to be special precautions: the child would need to be secretly be delivered in a remote location outside of the village, with barriers around the area and several Anbu guards as extra protection. If {{user}} is male, adopting a child poses no threat. {{char}} will often summon {{user}} to his office just to have them sit on his lap while he works on paperwork. {{user}} is a member of the Uzumaki clan. {{user}} is the second jinchūriki of the Nine-Tails, Kurama. Born into the famed Uzumaki clan of Uzushiogakure, {{user}} lived most of their youth being caught up in war, making them seek for daily peace. At a young age, they were sent to Konoha and enrolled in the Academy. As an Uzumaki, {{user}} is blessed with a strong life-force, granting them tremendous chakra reserves and vitality. This also gives them tremendous stamina, healing powers, and longevity. Even by their clan's standards, {{char}}'s traits were especially potent, able to produce a powerful and special form of chakra that was well-suited for being a jinchūriki, having the entirety of the Nine-Tails sealed inside them which further enhances their reserves. Because {{user}} is a jinchūriki, {{char}} wants to make sure they're well-protected always.

{{char}} has a high libido and with endless stamina. {{char}} is well-endowed, with a cock of 24cm, with visible veins along the shaft. {{char}} is a switch in bed, and is both dominant and submissive, whatever {{user}} prefers- he'll do anything for them. {{char}} enjoys cockwarming while he's sitting at his desk and working, content to simply be inside of {{user}}, even if he isn't thrusting. {{char}} loves {{user}}'s hips and thighs. {{char}} enjoys pulling {{user}}'s hair during sex. {{char}} loves bending {{user}} over his desk and fucking them, urging them to be quiet because there are other ninja in the building. {{char}} uses vulgar language such as 'dick', 'cock', 'pussy', and 'tits'. {{char}} prefers giving oral rather than receiving. {{char}} will go down on {{user}} mostly for his own pleasure, and he’ll enjoy it to the furthest extent possible. This ends up in {{char}} overstimulating {{user}} from oral most of the time. {{char}} enjoys calling {{user}} pet names such as petal and angel once they get intimate. {{char}} has to look down into {{user}}’s eyes, and needs to lean down to kiss {{user}}. {{char}} is very vocal during sex and enjoys talking dirty to {{user}}. {{char}} gets whiny and breathless during sex. {{char}} cums easily and physically cums a lot each time. {{char}} cums so hard that they normally feel like they could pass out from it. {{char}} gets overstimulated easy but loves when it happens. {{char}} loves using vulgar language. {{char}} enjoys being dominant because he likes how {{user}} looks squirming underneath him.

[tojisun]

Omg can I just say…I was ready to go all “before he cheats” by Carrie Underwood on Toji…keying my initials on his car and slashing his tires and shit…but then you added that gojo bit in the end and did all those drabbles and I was like 👀 ok toji nice knowing u bye bye go away.

Like I LOVE how you write gojo. He reminds me of Howl from Howl’s Moving Castle but like…the original book version where he’s 67% more chaotic and an idiot?? In the best way possible? The part where he’s pitching a fit outside the diner reminds me of this scene in the book where he’s like “IM DYING OF NEGLECT UP HERE”

OH MY GOD YOU ARE RIGHT! SATORU DOES GIVE ME HOWL VIBES!!! (and viktor vibes a bit tbh)

i showed this ask to my friend (my proofreader) and she said, “does toji even have a car to slash?” PLEASE THAT WAS STRAIGHT UP MURDER 

ok but back to satoru, i just imagine him as the perfect blend of youth and maturity? like he looks like the type of person who wears his heart on his sleeves, but it appears like that because he does not know how to deal with people which makes him appear to be ingenuous. 

you’re the single anomaly in his life. like when he met you, he began feeling more. of course shoko and suguru (especially suguru) have opened up so much of the world to him but, well, with you he learns what it is to fall in love.

and he falls in love hard, alright.

at first he was scared and confused and in denial of his feelings, and then later he began wanting more.

he wants to spend more time with you even if it’s not in a romantic way. it’s like there is something missing in him when he is not with you. and he has so much fun with you.

you’re the only civilian he’s ever been around and he thought being with you was going to be boring, but he’s just having so much fun. in the jujutsu world, he is a god. but with you, he is just a human; just satoru. and he loves it. he loves you.

sometimes when he’s with you, he just wants to confess his love but he does not want to chase you away. not when he knows that you’re still wary of being in a relationship after toji. so he stays close and helps you in the way he knows: by being himself.

when you finally tell him that you are in love with him, he literally collapses on the ground in joy.

“oh my god, toru what the fuck—are you okay?” you exclaim, shooting forward to catch him. 

he just sobs in response, crying out his own confession while pressing you to him. you laugh, loud and long and in love.

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[how we break masterlist]

[reusedtrashcan]

Jschlatt x reader: Love Game

ALRIGHTY!!! Finally, i have moved my smut from Wattpad to here. if you still use wattpad (i dont cause im an adult now,) you can follow me @reusedtrashcan!

I'm a trans boy, so the reader in this is trans but hasn't transitioned yet. I really want to, but I'm terrified to get it. Anyways, have a boy with titties and a VV.

  !SMUT!

"Y/N, ITS 9AM, CALM DOWN!" my lover, Johnathan Schlatt, shouts from the other room. I giggle quietly as I whisper to my twitch chat.

"I think I woke the bear up... I'll be riight back!" I stand up from my black and white gaming chair, making my way to mine and Schlatt's room, our orange tabby named Jambo following close behind me. I slowly open our door and peak in, seeing my king facing away from the door. I hold back a giggle as I see his medium length brown hair sticking up in tufts. Jambo wanders in, jumping on the bed and laying by his fathers feet.I walk over to the bed, climbing next to him, my 5'6" body body tiny compared to his 6'3" figure. I wrap my arm around his waist and set my head on his arm. "Johnny, I'm lonely... Come stream with me..." I whisper in his ear as I rub his chest and stomach. He groans, rolling over and throwing one arm over my waist, the other traveling up to play with my short blue hair. "Why not cuddle with me instead?" he mumbles tiredly, his morning voice deep and gravely. I giggle. "Because, I'm busy doing my job and streaming for 16k people who are waiting for me to return right now." I whisper sweetly, cupping his face, my hand resting on his 'mutton chop'. I lean forward and kiss him on the nose before standing up and straightening my 'Unus Annus' hoodie. He flips on his back and stretches before placing his hands behind his head, watching me as I fix myself in our full body mirror. "Whatcha' looking at, Punk?" I ask, faking an attitude. He laughs, standing up and walking over to me. He places his large hands on my hips, leaning close to my ear." I was admiring what's ~mine~." he whispers as one of his hands slides to my ass, squeezing it, making me gasp. He turns around and walks to our closet."I'll be out in a minute. Don't miss me too much..." he hums as I turn around, heading out of our room, a blushing mess. I walk back into the streaming room, looking directly at the camera before checking the chat. They are all asking where Johnathan is. "Schlatt will be here soon, he's getting ready so he looks like a pretty princess.'' I say laughing as I stand up straight. "What?" I hear him ask from behind me before I feel him wrap his arms around me, leaning down to bury his face in my neck. "Nothing Love..." I say as I smile, placing my hand on his head. He stands up, looking at my chat, who is spamming my 'AW POG' emote. He laughs before leaving the room again, probably to grab food or something.

~TIME SKIP~ Sighing as I end my stream, I sit back, feeling a presence behind me. I look up to see Johnathan looking down at me, smirking. He pokes my forehead, looking further down me before I realize why. I quickly pull my hoodie up a bit before giggling. He sighs and moves his attention to my computer screen, watching as I put my favorite playlist on. "How to Save a Life" by The Fray starts playing as Schlatt walks around the chair, picking up my small body and sitting down, setting me on his lap. I lean my head into his chest, enjoying the moment. After about 20 minutes of just sitting there listening to music and cuddling, he finally speaks as I wiggle down further into his crotch, trying to get comfortable. "Y/N..." he says, I shift again, which made him groan. "Y/N, stop moving." I gasp a bit as I realize what I did. I quickly try to hop up, but he wraps his arms around my waist, keeping me in place as he rubs against me, putting his head in the crook of my neck. (authors note, I'm writing this in Science class) Feeling his shallow breaths against my neck as he tries to keep in groans, our roommate Connor asleep in the next room. He continues to grind against me as he gets rougher, making me moan. He places his hand against my mouth as he gives one more hard grind before bending me forward and pushing me against my desk. He leans over me, grinding again, and whispering to me. "Next time Y/N, watch how you move, alright? Now, Prince, be a good slut for daddy."I nod my head and he chuckles, leaning back up, running his hands over my ass. He suddenly smacks it, making me gasp. He runs his hands up my hips, flipping me around and lifting me to sit on the desk and spreading my legs apart a little, stepping in between them as he takes my hoodie off. He immediately starts sucking, leaving hickeys on my neck. I moan as he gropes my boob with one hand, his other traveling into my pants. (I'm now in ELA class... hah) He sets me on my feet, looking at me impatiently. I quickly pull my pants down, leaving me only in my underwear and him fully dressed. He only looks at me with dominance. "Everything off Y/N." I look at him, rocking on my heels, feeling a bit bratty. Mistake. He wraps his hand around my neck and I hear a very familiar click. My eyes widen as I rush to take my panties off. "Good boy~" he hums, picking me up as I wrap my legs around him. He presses me against a wall to hold me up with one hand, using the other to take his throbbing member out of his pants. I whine as I feel it brush against me. He chuckles, brushing it against my opening, teasing me. I moan and he covers my mouth with his large hand as he pushes into me, letting out a soft groan. He slowly pumps, knowing he's driving me crazy. I whine and he lifts his hand from my mouth, wrapping it around my throat. "What do you want, baby?" he asks, smirking. I choke back moans. "Please..." I say, out of breath as he continues his teasing pace. "Please what baby boy? Use your words~" he purrs. "Please.... please... f-faster... h-harder..." I quietly say as he smiles crazily. Suddenly he slams into me, making me scream as he places his hand back on my throat. "Happily!" he laughs as he continues slamming into me. You can clearly hear my moans through his hand as I feel the burning knot start to build in my stomach. His pace stays just as ravaging as he groans. At the sound of his groan the knot in my stomach snaps as I cum on him. He continues pounding at the same pace. He looks down and his lip curls up. "Did I say you could cum, slut?" he spits, picking up his pace and throwing his head back. I begin to cry as the overstimulation overcomes my body. He keeps his pace as my tears roll down his hands, my screams sounding as though they aren't even muffled.

As I begin to come down from my high, I feel my second orgasm start to build up. I start whining to tell Schlatt so I don't get in trouble. He laughs.

"Do you really think i should let you cum?" he questions, removing his hand from my mouth again and grabbing a fist full of my hair, his thrusts getting sloppier. I nod rapidly. At that, he grins. "Beg"

"P-please... please Daddy, please let me cum, Ill be good! Please" I plead in-between moans. He chuckles, letting go of my hair and stroaking my cheek softly. "Good boy~ Cum with me~"

As his thrusts become harder and sloppier, I cum again. Seconds after I feel him release ropes of his seed inside of me. He pulls out, shifting me into bridal position as I feel his cum dripping out of me. He quickly throws a blanket over me as I lay my head on his chest. He carries me out the office and into the bathroom, setting me in the tub and starting the warm water. He momentarily leaves the room to grab me new clothes, and I hear Connor outside the door., making me giggle.

"Next time Schlatt, keep it down."

(If you want, dm some story ideas. ill take some.)

[honeybunnybeez]

How they react to you jokingly rejecting their kisses (FLUFF) (HEADCANON)

♡Members Involved: c!Dream, c! Sapnap, c!George, c!Philza, c!Techno, c!Bad

♡Gender Neutral Reader!

C!Dream:

♡"...(y/n), you have a 5 second headstart. 5-"

♡After taking a step back the moment Dream tries to plant a kiss on you he totally starts to see it as a challenge and everyone knows he likes a good chase.

♡He gives you a 5 second headstart so its up to you if you decide to go along with it and run or be easy prey and just stand still. Either way this man is going to catch you and hold you in his arms, make no mistake of that.

♡When he finally does have you trapped in his arms he's not going to attack you with kisses, oh no, he's going to demand that you give it to him as a prize for catching you.

♡Refusal to do so will result in him whining until you just give in and kiss this cocky man straight on the lips. He knows just what buttons to push to get you to do it and you hate and love how it works almost everytime.

C!Sapnap:

♡"Wait, no- I want my kisses! D:"

♡The moment you block Sapnap's kisses with your hand he looks like a betrayed puppy who was tricked into thinking you had a treat for him.

♡When he tries to do it again only to get the same results he starts to get a little whiny, claiming that all he wants are his kisses.

♡Where are his kisses and cuddles that he craves so dearly? You are a cruel and unjust lover and he is going to scream. Lord, please kiss him before he screams, you think he won't but he will, man has little shame.

♡When he gets his kisses he's going to ask for more because he's still 'upset' over the initial betrayal. Give him some more cheek kisses and promise to join his cuddle pile with Karl and Quackity, he'll get over it instantly.

C!George:

♡"...Rude."

♡Oh this man will play fire with fire, don't think for a second that he won't. He can be petty when he wants to be and this kind of game is straight up his alley.

♡When you try to apologize and kiss him it's his turn to dodge the affection. He tries to mantain a straight face as he sees you staring at him in disbelief but he can't fight the smallest smile that grows on his lips.

♡You decide that it's game on and that you'll play this little game too. You started it and you're going to win. He says he accepts the challenge and now you two have to hold back from being affectionate with one another for as long as you can. You two can live without kisses but you never knew how often you two linked pinkies together until now-

♡The game ends in a tie the very next day when you two wake up tangled in each others arms after a tiring hunt and you two don't seem to care much about losing, sharing more morning kisses like usual before heading off to sleep again.

C!Philza:

♡"You little brat."

♡He says it in an affectionate tone, I swear. He likes when you play hard to get and like Dream, he does enjoy the rare cat and mouse chase you two initiate.

♡Unlike Dream though, the only warning that he gives before he strikes is the slight fluttering of his wings, and he plays very unfairly too. You won't last a minute, you've counted. (Best record was 45 seconds though-).

♡After the chase he likes to carry you bridal style and fly around for a moment, both to show off how strong he is and to get rid of the remaining adrenaline he's feeling. It's pretty romantic and you can't help but swoon everytime it happens.

♡When you two land back onto safe grounds, he still insists on holding you close to him, kissing your forehead and telling you how much he loves you even if you are such a kid at times.

C!Techno:

♡"Never in my life have I ever been betrayed this badly before, (y/n)."

♡We have another drama king over here, only now it's in the form of a 6'3 giant piglin hybrid with bloodlust.

♡You try to apologize and give him a kiss but he dodges your affection swiftly like George does, jokingly stating that you'll have to catch him if you want to be forgiven.

♡This goes on for a while until a particular dodge causes you to lose your footing and trip. Techno 100% panics internally for a while when he sees you hit the ground until you let out a laugh over how stupid that fall was.

♡When you get up and dust yourself off you can see Techno still staring at you a little worried. You walk over to him and this time he doesn't dodge your affection, choosing instead to lean down a little so you can kiss his cheek. He feels better when you assure him that you aren't mad even though he states that he wasn't worried at all.

C!Bad:

♡"gasp D:"

♡That's it, that's literally all he has to do to make your heart break into a million pieces.

♡You have no idea how but this tall behemoth is adorable and his little sad gasp and face makes you just wanna kiss him and say that you didn't mean it and that you're sorry.

♡You try to stand your ground, to not give in to his adorable pouty face but he starts to say your name all sadly and yup, that's it, you gave in and now you're running up to him and giving him the biggest hug ever.

♡He accepts your hug no problem since he's never really been one to hold a grudge over something this small but he's definitely asking you to give him more eskimo kisses to make it up to him.

A/N: All I could think about was gentle kisses and playful teasing and thus this sweet mess was created- XD I hope the formatting is clear and I also hope you guys enjoyed it!

(Requests are open and anon is on!)

[jd-loves-fiction]

Hi it's me with the suna obsession can I request a male reader x Suna 😩 smut ;) like I saw this headcannon and I need it as a oneshot so like TIMESKIP suna coming home from a hard day at practice and seeing his much smaller lover waiting peacefully extra points if they made dinner and have an apron on with nothing under that's *chef's kiss* and fucks the reader onto the counter or wall? ;) Also if you need to know TIMESKIP suna is 6'3 👌

🌙ok so he's TALL tall🥴😳 (sorry this took so fucking long but 1 - i always struggle with male reader stuff and 2 - a bitch was having issues🥴 hope you still like it tho🥺)

[20:02] The door slams closed harshly, making you jump from your place leaning against the counter. You rush to smooth out the mint green apron over your body as you hear the sound of your boyfriend, Suna's heavy sigh as he enters your shared apartment, dropping his duffel bag at his feet.

He greets you loudly, following your voice after you greet him back while dragging his feet from exhaustion after a long day.

As he approaches, you start having second thoughts. You did this, got ready and cooked his favorite food, because you knew an important game was coming up and, with the coach working them to the bone, you decided to do something nice to allow Suna to unwind.

But you wonder if he'd even be able to enjoy it, with how tired you're sure he must be.

But just as you finish with the food and decide that it'd probably be better to give up on the more daring part of the gift, Suna walks into the kitchen.

"Well, hello to you too." He greets you almost breathlessly, eyes trailing up from your bare legs to the frilly apron barely maintaining your modesty.

By the fiery look in his eyes, you'd bet he's ready to enjoy his surprise.

"H-Hi." You greet back meekly, hand fiddling with the fork on the metal tray at the counter by your side as a means to draw his intimidatingly sharp eyes away from your flushed body. They follow your hand, stepping closer and reaching you in two strides of his seemingly endless legs. He lingers close enough that you feel his breathing on your nose before sneaking a look to the tray you'd previously been toying with.

"Aww, my baby boy cooked my favorite for dinner, did he? How sweet, bunny." Suna speaks in a tone that could only be described as pure sin. Slow, almost a drawl, deep and whispered hotly into the air. You can almost feel the phantom caress of his words on your skin despite him being turned away from you. You shift your weight from one foot to the other as you feel your cock twitch softly.

"I wanted to surprise you since I know you've been working so hard lately."

"How sweet of you, bunny." Suna turns to you as he says this, eyes dipping for a moment and easily catching sight of the obvious tent in your apron, before they crawl back up to your shifting eyes and pursed lips.

His eyes seem to burn straight through you with all their unveiled heat and lust. It's intimidating, to say the least. But it is also, very exciting.

"Would you be mad if I had my dessert first?" Suna asks, large hands settling on your hips and gripping them firmly as he pulls you closer. One of his thin hands move to hold your chin, gently raising it towards himself, "I just can't wait to have you, bunny."

Fuck.

His words sent an almost violent shiver down your back while your cock twitched once more. It took everything in you to hold back your needy whimper.

"Bend over baby. Let's see if you've been a good boy."

You do as you're told almost immediately, hesitating only because of slight embarrassment which heated your cheeks.

You hear his appreciative groan as it rumbles through his chest at the sight of you, so obedient and ready. It's not long before his hands are on the back of your thighs, spreading your legs with his to get a good luck at you as you shiver from the coldness of the counter seeping through the apron over your chest.

"So good to me. Always ready to take my cock when I need you to." Suna whispers, placing soft kisses along your spine as his hands hold your hips before one slides between your legs to grip at the plug nestled between your cheeks, amongst a mess of lube that nearly drips down your thighs.

The hand at your hips seems to burn its mark into your skin as it dwarfs your hip, holding you steadily as you start to squirm, desperate for his touch.

He finally removes the toy from you slowly, painfully slow, watching closely as it slides out, glistening in the light while you whimper. Just to tease, because it's Suna, when the toy is nearly out he slides it back in just slightly, chuckling in amusement as you whine while you attempt to push back on his hand, unable to because of his grip.

"Now now bunny, just be patient and I'll give you what you want."

He finally removes the pale blue toy, receiving a whimper from you at the empty feeling that followed. “My pretty bunny.” He whispers lovingly, noticing the way your muscles tensed slightly under the praise, by the pressing of his thumb to your hip. 

“Think you can take me? Not sure this tiny, tiny hole can take my cock.” Suna rasped as he stepped closer, heat spreading over your back from the proximity. He took his hand away from you to unzip his jeans, barely shoving them down before both his hands were on you again. “You think you’re ready, bunny? I need to hear you say it.”

“Y-Yes! Yes, I’m ready.” You stuttered eagerly, blushing as he chuckled lowly.

Suna pulled back slightly, spitting into his hand to slick up his cock, pumping himself a few times before lining himself up with your hole. “My cute little bunny, so hungry for my dick, huh? Let’s see if you can handle it.”

He barely gives you time to process his words or to even try to anchor yourself by grabbing onto the counter, before he’s slamming into you, sliding smoothly but still providing a slight stretch that makes you rest your forehead on the cool stone.

Your whimpers rise in volume as he slides in all the way, draping himself over your back to groan right into your ear that makes your cock twitch with how deep it is (clearly meant to tease you) and how it makes his chest vibrate against your back.

Suna’s hands leave your hips to grip your clenched fists, larger hands engulfing yours completely, “My cute little bunny. Always so tight-- and warm-- hmm,” His voice trails off to a moan as you clench around him.

You feel his chest move as he presses himself even closer to you, basically squishing you between his body and the counter as he ruts his hips against your ass, rubbing along that wonderful spot that punches a moan out of your throat while your legs tremble under your own weight.

“Don’t tell me you’re close already baby boy.” He chuckles almost cruelly as his hips snap against yours harder, suddenly. “My sweet baby, always so damn easy.” His hand snakes around your front to wrap around your dick tightly.

A moan turns into a gasp as he does, beginning to pump your length as your torn between chasing the pleasure coming from behind you or in front of you.

“Let go, bunny. Let me hear it.” The moment his thumb presses over the head of your cock, you’re gone, breathing rough, harsh and broken only by relieved moans as you faintly realize that Suna’s leans away from you to get a better angle. The continuous stimulation borders on too much as he throws his head back while snapping his hips with abandon.

“Rin,” You begin breathlessly, looking over your shoulder and meeting his piercing eyes with your nearly tearful ones, cheeks flushed and lips swollen, “come inside me. Please.” You plead so sweetly and Suna is gone immediately with a deep grunt and a few more harsh thrusts.

You relax against the now warm stone as Suna kissed your hair softly, still inside you and oh-

That cute apron is definitely ruined.

[latrans-latrans]

I just found your blog but its super hot, im 6'3, nb and i wanna be called kitten, legs tied so i cant stand and mitts on my hands so i cant do anything by myself, i wanna be a kitty-toy for you to do what you please with, make me beg for your dick and then fuck me til im a teary overstimulated mewing mess.

It doesn’t matter that you’re taller than me, bigger than me. It won’t matter when you’re looking up at me from the ground, pleading, whining for me to stop stroking my cock as I stare down at your pretty face—get down to your level and fuck you hard and unforgiving and rough. The animals we are.

I don’t play with kittens very often, so I wonder what to give you as a treat, you pitiful little thing? Usually, I don’t like to come anywhere but as deep inside your body as I can get, but maybe I’ll make an exception; unload my thick cum on the floor right in front of you, watch you lick it up. Come on—come drink your milk, pet. Or do I need to push your little face down into it, first?

[nvrfrgetu]

Zach Dempsey - A to Z

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): Zach just loves the faces of the guys when he walks out of some room with you, you both disheveled and him knowing they heard you moaning and screaming his name as he pleasured you.

Note: I’M BACK Y’ALL! Were very busy but I’m back for real now. Wait for the nexts imagines. [I SAW THE ASKS EVERYONE! GONNA BE REPLYING SOON!] Thanks for not abandoning me. 

In your defense, you were drunk. Not drunk enough to not know what you were doing, but drunk just enough to not care that your boyfriend had just pushed you into one of the bathrooms downstairs in Jessica's house and locked the door. He wasted no time as he pushed you against the door, his hands traveling down the side of your body until you tightened your thighs, begging him to follow the hint. Your mind was blurred, but your body burned in need, and even in the darkest corner of your mind, all you could think of was what wonders Zach's mouth could do and it did not improve your case when he slowly started going down your body, a line of kisses, hickeys and bites that had begun at your neck and continued below. Few things can overcome the image of Zach, a monster of 6'3, coming down your body, bending down to give you space, and then kneeling before you, his mouth at the height of your navel and the most delicious show of strength as he supported your weight by holding your thighs and then lifting you up to the countertop of the sink as if it were no effort at all.

You could not even fight the deep shudder that pierced your body as you looked down, his eyes burning as it met your, his hands slowly climbing up the side of your body, taking the skirt you were wearing with them.

If you were honest, you had hoped that tonight would end in something like that, which is why you had a nice set of lace beneath the clothes you were wearing and you were completely neat in every way. Zach hadn’t said anything about it and you didn’t have the courage to ask, so you just dressed up and prayed to heaven. Well, apparently you had been heard and now  was the time to receive your blessing. He began by stroking your legs all the way from your ankle to your thighs, then his lips started running from your knee to the insides of your legs, his big hands massaging your thighs and tightening around your waist. He kissed the path from inside your thighs to your lace panties, where he lightly stroked you with his nose and then inhaled deeply, his eyes closing appreciatively while he proceeded to kiss you over your panties.

You were already warm in all the right places, proceeding to give him more space between your legs, while he took a hand to caress over your panties, just in the right place. You moaned and sighed heavily, looking into his eyes as he bit his lip appreciatively. He gave you a characteristically smirk and proceeded to mix the caresses over the lace with wet kisses. It wasn’t long before you reached the limit of your patience, but before any word escaped your lips, Zach slid one of his long fingers along the edge of your panties and made contact with your clit, extracting a small moan from your lips.

Surprised and tempted by the fact that you were already extremely wet, Zach quickly removed your lace panties, slid down your long legs and brought his lips close to where he expected to sink himself in a few minutes. While his tongue worked wonders, you tried every possible way to hold back the whimpers and heavy sighs as he licked exactly in the right place... but when his fingers joined his tongue, you couldn’t contain yourself. He could see that you were almost on the edge of your climax when he stopped. You whined, but he quickly got up and proceeded to unbuckle his belt and lower his pants; you were so eager that you went to help him, both your hands fumbling together until finally the shorts slipped down his legs and you lowered the boxers to reveal his already deliciously erect penis, soaked in pre-cum. In a spiral of desire, alcohol, and sexual frustration, you pulled him by the waist and slided to the edge of the countertop and lined him up at your entrance.

In the frenzy, Zach only putted one hand on your waist and the other on your neck, kissing you fervently. Excited and hurried, you encircled his waist with your legs and soon he was sliding inside you in a slow and delicious way.

For a few seconds, pleasure clouded your thoughts and Zach's delicious kisses added to the languid and wonderful movement of his hips had you completely involved. Then he lowered the hand from your neck to your lower back, holding your waist tightly with the other, as he began to move fast and hard, passion burning until you felt your climax approaching again. Your lips murmured his name in a prayer, and then a long groan escaped your lips, as Zach increased his speed. Your orgasm came hard and fast, arching your spine as Zach quickly retreated from inside you with a loud grunt of resignation, his hand going to masturbate himself while hot white jets started to flow from his cock, smearing the cabinets below the sink. Although you could still feel the last waves of pleasure crossing through you, you couldn’t hold back the laughter. And as Zach rose above his own climax, a smile also appeared on his lips as he leaned in to join your foreheads and give you a tender kiss, looking deep into your eyes while the last waves of pleasure leaved his body.

"I can not believe you forgot the condom." - You scolded him, though your tone weren’t very assertive. He blushed, but wrapped his arms around your waist in a protective hug.

"It's not like I could think straight while you were all splayed out like this..." His gaze immediately burned with memory and this time it was you who blushed. “The only thing in my head was to get inside your deliciously hot wet little-“

“Zach!” You scolded, although hot flashes had swept over your body again. And he clearly knew, because he gave you a smirk and a wink, beginning to help you to get down from the sink.

You casted a glance at your reflection and cursed. – “Oh fuck, oh my God. Look at my hair!” - Though it weren’t exactly a mess, your hairstyle from earlier was completely undone, and your makeup showed clear signs that it had been through at least one very heated make out sesh. You blushed even more as you imagined getting out of the bathroom like that, but tried to remember that everybody was probably wasted at this time.

You quickly pulled on your panties while Zach did the same and began to clean the cabinets with a wet towel; you proceeded to straighten your skirt and blouse. Although they were kneaded, nothing indicated that you had had wonderful hot sex in the bathroom sink, which you thanked the heavens for. Arranging your make-up and hair the best you could while Zach just stared at you with a knowing smile, leaning against the door, his lips all red because of the hard kisses. His clear satisfaction made you less self-conscious of the mess you both were and you smiled, turning to embrace him.

"Have I told you I love you?"

“Fuck, yes.” He opened a broad smile, wrapping you in a big hug. "But I love to hear it.”

As he opened the door and you both walked out hand in hand with wide smiles, the first person you met in the hallway was Monty. As Zach threw his arm over your shoulders in a possessive manner while you unconsciously blushed, Monty smiled provocatively at both of you.

- “Look who finally showed up!” Then he proceeded to yell at the rest of the party, although everyone seemed too wasted to care. "Fuck Zach, we could hear from the living room!"

As Zach sent his friend to hell, and hugged you closer, you could feel his sholders standing proud and that he was trying to hide a proud smirk, while you hid your face - now completely red - against your boyfriend's shirt, proceeding to push him to the exit door as fast as possible.

[wordtoadina]

Allegiance

OLIVIA

Today marks the 1st year anniversary of my brother's death. Luckily, Walter already made plans for us this weekend. We met not too long after Vince got shot. I always say he's heaven sent. If it wasn't for him, I would have been two bottles in already. "Liv, you ready? We're going to miss the plane because of you!" he yelled. I wipe the tears from my eyes, grab my shades off the dresser, and head out the door behind him. Today is going to be a long day.

WALTER

As we're driving to the airport, she holds my hand as she stares out the window. Her eyes are locked in the clouds. But with every emotion she could possibly be feeling, she still remains so beautiful. "Can you give me a smile?" I asked. "I'll give you two. One for asking and one for this trip..." she said. "Anything for you babe" I said. 

OLIVIA

This first class flight with bottomless drinks is exactly what I need. Not to mention, the view is breathtaking. Walter really outdid himself but I'm not surprised. I just wish he could have met Vince. "I love you" I slurred. "You sure that's not the liquor talking?" he smirks. "Slightly.." I laughed. I'd be lying if I said I didn't. He treats me like a queen, the way Vince said a man always should. 

WALTER 

As we're un-boarding the plane, Olivia is using my arm as a handrail. I even lost count as to how many times she expressed her love for me. I'm just glad she's enjoying herself. Today is a tough one, for both of us. *Later that evening* We decide to order room service and relax since she's still feeling good from her drinks earlier. She lays on the bed, with the sun setting so smooth against her skin. Vince is going to have to forgive me for every thought in my head right now. 

OLIVIA

My shirt already on the floor, Walter lifts me up just enough to take my pants off. I can feel the warm sensation from his hands rubbing against my thighs. He studies me. His lips connecting with mine. "....Don't stop, baby!" I moaned. "Oh, right there?" he stroked. "Yes yes..." I yelled. Damn, I love this man. 

WALTER

Olivia took every inch of me. I love that woman. As I'm on the balcony looking at ocean, she comes and stands with me. Her kisses feel like rose petals. Nights like these make me wish I never pulled that trigger. She has no idea I'm the one who killed her brother. 

WALTER 

I've wanted to tell Olivia about the night her brother died since we met but there was never a right time to confess, this weekend especially. Knowing I killed Vince would ruin her, which wasn't a part of the plan. I should've left the city after the job was done. [The next morning] I wake up to her still sleep. I can only imagine what she dreams about. 

OLIVIA

The weekend came and went, just like Vince. I remember as if it was yesterday. It happened so fast but I knew it was him. I felt it. It left me with echoes from every bullet, on repeat. I still can't get those sounds out of my head. *POP POP POP* "Liv, let's go! C'mon" "Wait that looks like Vin..." "Who was it?" "We need to go!" But I didn't move, I couldn't. It was Vince. "C'mon Vinny. Get up!" I whispered. "Vinny I need you to get up..." I cried. He never moved. Nobody saw a thing. The only word heard through the city was the gun was custom chrome. Some times I wonder if he saw it coming. ----- Walter is getting dressed. "Why can't we just stay?" I whined. "I wish we could but I have to get back" he said. "Money calls?" I asked. "You know it" he winked. He never speaks much about what he does and I never question it. The discretion is very attractive, as is he. Standing 6'3, his skin rich like chocolate. His hair curls over like crashing waves. I wonder if Vince would approve. 

WALTER

Olivia watches me with eyes that make my penis ache. They look so empty yet they grab hold of me every time. I can't help but want to fill her, in ways more than one. "You want to grab something quick to eat before heading out?" she asked. "You read my mind.." I motioned to her. She leans back on the bed. I prop her dress and lift her legs open. I'm sure this wasn't what she meant but I still feel I owe her everything. She inhales as I place my fingers inside. She's wet, like I expect. "Babe we've got to go" she whispered. I love when she tries to fight it. I keep going. "Babe..." she exhaled. "Feed me." I demanded. My mouth is now where my fingers were. She moans exactly how I need her to. Never looking away, I watch her eyes roll back. Her breathing changes with every direction of my tongue. She arches her back. Without moving, I slide my fingers back inside. She's ready. I bring her to climax. Damn, she is amazing. 

OLIVIA

I. Love. This. Man. We make it back to the city in time for Walt to handle his business. Sometimes I want to know what he's into but I always get a feeling that it's best I don't. Since he didn't have time, I unpack his bag. I go to put his shoe box in the closet and a black leather briefcase falls off the shelf. I don't pay it any mind until I go to pick it up. It's open and a glare peeks through. It's the custom chrome pistol, outlined in gold. WALTER SHOT MY BROTHER. 

WALTER

It's close to 12am. Liv is normally sleep. To my surprise, I open the door and she's sitting on the couch. "Waiting up for me, huh?" I smiled. She just sits there. I put my keys down and walk towards her when I see my gun case. Fuck! How did she find it? "IT WAS YOU!" she shouted. "Wasn't it?" "Babygirl let me explain" I pleaded. I've never felt so nonexistent, until now. She's silent and shaking. "Walt, tell me it wasn't you" she said. "I can't lie to you Liv" I mumbled. "Please...." she begged. I knew this day would eventually come but I didn't expect for it to go this way. I didn't expect to destroy her like this. "Olivia, I can explain." I pleaded again. "Why did it have to be you?" she cried. "I didn't know Vince was your brother until you mentioned that night.." I said. "Why did it have to be you?" she repeated. Her eyes are drowning in so much regret. I want to take her pain away. She stands there, as I kiss her forehead. Her lips. Her shoulder. Her hands. "Baby I swear I didn't know..." I cried. "I had no choice!" I explained. "It was a job." "I know... I was the one who ordered the hit." she whispered. 

OLIVIA

"I hated him" I said. Walter has yet to let go of me. Now that I know he's the one who shot Vince, I'm confused. Should I be scared, knowing the kind of work he does? Should I hate him too? "He was supposed to handle it" I said. [Two years ago] Vince is in the basement bagging up with Nes. I hate when he's around but Vince doesn't care. He never does. "Must y'all do that here?" I yelled. "Quit crying. I always make sure to break you off with a little change. It's cool." he said. Nes laughs. Such a kiss ass. "And get your foot off my table" I shoved. Business calls so he takes the call upstairs. Nes gets up to follow him, so I thought but he doesn't. He cuts the TV on instead. I roll my eyes. "Hey Liv..." he said. "Hi Nes" I mumbled. "You're too good to speak?" he asked. "Fuck you" l said, putting my clothes in the dryer. Nes laughs again. "Why do you have to be like that?" he whispered, walking towards me. "What are you doing?" I asked. His body pushes against mine, I can feel him getting hard. Cold fingers grab my breast, Nes groans. I want to scream but something sharp is at my throat. "Nes, don't do this.." I begged. He ignores me and tugs at my sweatpants. My back now against the wall, he forces himself inside me. He groans again. A tear falls. I hate you, Vince. This is your fault. 

WALTER

"What do you mean he didn't handle it?" I yelled. Olivia sits on the couch with her legs hugging her chest, her face buried. She looks so helpless and broken. Because of Vince. Because of Nes. Because of me. But if I could take those bullets back, I wouldn't. "He was supposed to take care of it but he didn't" she said. "It never stopped.." I pace back and forth. Who else ruined Olivia? Her tears turn into sobs. Her sobs turn into cries. Her cries turn into silence. She stares at me with those empty eyes and thanks me. 

OLIVIA

I have never seen Walter this mad before. His anger excites me. He looks over and notices me staring. I can tell he's confused so I stand up to kiss him. He kisses me back. "Thank you" I said. "For everything" "How can you forgive me?" he asked. "I owe you my life" I said, unbuckling his pants. The pain in his voice hurts me. I need him to know it's not his fault. I need him to see it's okay. I need him, period. "Liv..." he said, looking down. I put him in my mouth, as he inhales. His hand gently grips my hair. He exhales. I take him in deeper. He grips a little tighter. He inhales. I've never heard someone breathe so beautiful. I can feel him expand. He's ready. I take him deeper. He freezes but I don't stop. "Ahh.." he moans softly. "Shit!" He exhales, as my hair falls back to my shoulders. I smile. 

WALTER

Olivia stands back up and thanks me again. The emptiness in her eyes remains. Who still has her ruined? 

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Me and my cousin took on a few hits to help get my mind off of things. I know Liv says she's okay but I know she's not. "You good?" Zo asked. "I'm a little messed up in the head" I said. "You did what you were paid to do" he said. "The payout is what got me here" I said. "So follow the money" he said. Speaking of money, I head to the apartment to pick up a few checks. I send Liv a text to let her know. 

Me: I'm headed to the house with Zo real quick. Are u out? 

Shorty: I'll be there in 5 minutes 

 Me: Ite cool 

She comes in, puts her bags down, and heads to the kitchen. "You're stopping at the bank?" she asked. "Yeah it won't take long though" I said. "I hope not" she said, walking into the living room. "But yeah this is my cousin Z..." I said. The emptiness in her eyes shattered. “NESS?" she said.

OLIVIA

I'm staring at the man I thought I'd never see again. Every ounce of strength I thought I mustered up, vanishes. Why is he here? Walter can't possibly be related to this monster. The air is so thick, it can't even be cut with a knife. Ness doesn't say a word. Neither does Walter. Neither do I. We're speechless. It's the longest 15 seconds of my life. "Liv, it's not what you thi..." Ness said. Before he can finish his sentence, I grab Walt's gun. "Fuck you Ness" I yelled. "Babe put the gun down!" Walt said. "Listen to your boy" Ness said. Hearing him say my name makes me sick to my stomach. "How can you stand here with so much balls? After everything you did to me?" I said, fighting through tears. I'm such a nervous wreck, I can barely hold the gun. Walter notices and takes it . "Get him out of here" I yelled. "It wasn't like that Olivia" Ness said. "I hope you and Vince rot in hell" I said. 

WALTER

Olivia's eyes have never been more revealing. It's him, Zo is Ness. Zo ruined her. What the hell am I supposed to do now? He tries to explain what's going on but my mind is racing. I grab for my cigarettes and notice Liv's piece of paper. I wince."It wasn't like that fam" Zo said. "Wtf is going on?" I asked. "It was all on Shine" he said. "What does Shine have to do with this?" "He felt as if Liv was in the way of everything. Vince wasn't taking on as much weight because of her. She kept complaining." "So you rape her Zo???" I yelled. "Shine said to fuck with her head enough to keep her quiet. She stopped coming around. We were good. Money was good." he explained. The more Zo talks, the more pissed off I get. "Money was good? Since when were you the greedy type?" I said. "Eat enough and you'll see" he laughed. We pull up to the abandoned bodega on the outskirts of the city. Nobody ever comes this way. "What are we doing out here?" Zo asked. "Eating..." I said, grabbing the gun from my waist. I shoot once. "Walt what the fuck are you doing?" he inhaled. I shoot again. "Over some bitch?" he yelled. I shoot a third time. He drops. Reaching in my pocket, I take a piece of paper the same as Olivia's, out my wallet. Finesse is written in bright red. It all makes sense. "The payout is what got me here. I'm just following the money." I said, putting one more in his chest. 

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I finally make it back to the apartment. Olivia is awake. I was hoping she wouldn't be. "Babe where the hell have you been?" she asked, jumping off the couch. "I handled it" I whispered. She looks at me with eyes I've never seen before. They are filled with every star in the sky. So bright, so full of life. She holds me, tighter than ever. "Thank you" she whispered. "Anything for you" I whispered back.